Fortunate Life of the Rural Beauty

After Mrs. Chu San and Chu Lingxuan left, Fuyuan returned to peace.

At six o'clock every day, Chu Hanyan and Chu Lingzhi would come to Fuyuan, where Chen Afu was a teacher for the three children. At noon, Mr. Hou will also come here to have dinner. After the meal, the old Marquis went back to Tangyuan to rest alone. He came back in the evening and had dinner together, and then the old man and the two young ones returned to Tangyuan.

Chu Lingxuan came back every few days, always coming and going in a hurry. It was probably dark before I hurried back, looking for a reason to come to Fuyuan to talk to Chen Afu and bring some gifts to a few children, and then left in a hurry before dawn the next day.

There was more separation and less time together, and it was very hard to see Chu Lingxuan coming and going. Chen Afu cared about him a little more and felt sorry for him. Every time, he would stay up late to make some food for him and take it to the Yamen or the military camp. . Even if they only spent half a quarter of an hour together, there was a big lantern shining on them, and both of them cherished it very much. Even a few words of greeting and concern, or a smile at each other, are doubly sweet.

April 29th and May 10th should be the days when Chu Lingxuan took a rest, but he didn't come back even though he had something to do. Not only was Chu Hanyan disappointed, but Chen Afu was also a little disappointed. Only Chen Dabao covered his mouth and was secretly happy.

On May 12, the long-awaited Mr. Liao finally came from the capital.

Mr. Liao is in his fifties, thin, and his deep eyes give people the impression of being very knowledgeable. Chen Dabao, Chu Lingzhi, and Chen Alu formally became their disciples.

The study room is located in the outer courtyard of Tangyuan. From then on, at three quarters every morning, Dabao and Alu would leave home and go to Tangyuan to attend classes, taking a break every tenth day. However, they and Mr. Chu would still come to Fuyuan for dinner at noon and evening. Chen Afu also invited Mr. Liao, but if Mr. Liao didn't come, Chen Afu would have people send him some meals occasionally.

With only Miss Chu as his student, and teachers Xia Yue and Qiu Yue who had already trained to help, Chen Afu felt even more relaxed. When I have nothing to do, I worry about the fields and shops at home, or do needlework.

On the 16th, Chen Afu decided to go to Lingyin Temple tomorrow. She had something to ask of the old monk Wu Zhi.

All the winter wheat has been harvested, including her 400 acres of land in Wangshan Village, Shili Town, and she wants to plant corn on these lands. She also wanted to take the corn seeds into the space and put them there, hoping to cultivate the sweet corn or waxy corn from her previous life. Moreover, Manager Luo has clearly hinted that Tangyuan also wants to grow more cucumbers, and if watermelons are good, they also want to grow watermelons.

She has already used watermelon seeds, cucumber seeds, rice seeds, and will use wheat seeds, corn seeds, etc. in the future. She wants to put them in space for a few days to cultivate good seeds. Not only is it delicious, but it also hopes to be more productive and less susceptible to disease. Not only can I make a lot of money, but I can also bring some benefits to the people of this world. But with so many seeds, you can’t say they were all bought from Fanren, right? The more lies she tells, the harder it will be to tell them the truth. She must find a good person to help her bear the burden.

She thought for a long time that this awesome man could only be an ignorant old monk.

The old monk is an eminent monk, and he often travels around the world, and even went to extra stories. If he can identify these seeds and say that he got them from Fan people or in the mountains, others will believe them, and even if they don't believe them, they won't dare to ask.

But thinking of the greedy old monk, she felt a little guilty, fearing that he would lick his face again and ask for something in the space. Jin Yanzi already hated him and could not give him any more.

After thinking for a long time, I had to send him more fruits and cucumbers. I thought it would not be good to just give it to the old monk but not to Abbot Chen, so I had to give her some.

She discussed with the old Marquis during dinner, saying that she had a dream about her uncle, and wanted to find Master Wu Zhi to help her interpret it. It was just in time to take Miss Chu to Yingxue Temple to visit Abbot Chen.

The old Marquis was very happy that his future grandson-in-law could be valued by Wu Zhi Da Wushi, so he said that he had also gone to see Abbot Chen and would go together tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Chen Afu went to the backyard to pick cucumbers. He even picked cucumbers as thick as his fingers, but there weren't many. Last time I brought all the bigger cucumbers to Chen Shiying's family. They have grown some more these days, but they are not fully grown. She had no choice but to go to Luyuan again and pick the cucumbers.

At the end of the morning, Lao Houye, Chen Afu, and Chu Hanyan got on the carriage and headed towards Honglin Mountain. Jin Yanzi knew that Chen Afu was going to see the old monk again, so he deliberately stayed in the space and did not come out. He also warned Chen Afu not to give the old bald donkey any more treasures in the space.

When they arrived at Lingyin Temple, Chen Afu got out of the car, and the old Marquis took the little girl and continued to Yingxue Nunnery.

As soon as Chen Afu led Qiuyue and the two guards who were carrying food boxes into the gate of Lingyin Temple, they saw the young monk Gui waiting there. Seeing them coming, he stepped forward and said, The female donor is here. The poor monk is waiting for the female donor.

Chen Afu smiled and gave him a pack of homemade rose candies, and Gui Yi happily took it.

After crossing the small stone bridge, Qiuyue and Huyuan were invited to the pavilion again, while Chen Afu followed Guiyi to the old monk's Zen room. As soon as Chen Afu entered, the old monk's eyes were fixed on her food box.

Chen Afu put two food boxes on his kang table. He opened the food boxes anxiously, took out a small cucumber and ate it.

Well, it's crisp, sweet, and delicious. It tastes much better than ordinary cucumbers. The old monk said, and then asked, The female donor doesn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, so she won't just give Lao Na this rare cucumber, right?

Chen Afu smiled and said, Well, I have something to trouble Master. I hope Master can recognize some of the fine seeds that I have processed and let me tell others that Master planted them for me.

The old monk blinked his eyes, clasped his hands together and said, Amitabha, monks don't lie, so how can the female donor make Lao Na lie?

Chen Afu felt a little angry when he saw that his eyes were shining and he was still pretending to be serious. But thinking that I was here to beg him, I had to smile again and said, Master, if I cultivate good varieties, not only will the people of Dashun benefit, Master will also be able to taste different grains, fruits, and vegetables, right? .”

The old monk said, Lao Na just won't help. The female donor has cultivated good varieties, and Lao Na can also taste them. Seeing that Chen Lao Afu was a little anxious, he quickly said, Lao Na means, let Lao Na You have to give Lao Na some thought for your efforts, so you can’t do it in vain, right?”

Chen Afu was shocked and said, Master, you are an eminent monk, how could you say such substandard words?

The old monk chuckled and said, The female donor doesn't understand. The eminent monk is not just a superficial resemblance, but a kind of cultivation from the inside out, which is revealed unconsciously. Most of those who look like eminent monks at first glance are Pretending.”

This explanation really left Chen Afu speechless. She added, What I asked the master to do is to do good deeds for the common people. Monks are compassionate, and no matter whether they are eminent monks or not, they should be willing to do these good deeds. Especially when the master's cultivation is unconscious. The eminent monks who reveal themselves should do more good deeds.